Worry Stone
I drew I love you in the sand
the waves took it away
you're a shadow
an ache somewhere
you're a rock in my heart
a stone i should throw
instead, i drew your name in the sand
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Southbury:
An icy moon hung above their silhouettes -- black satin lovers punched from a sheet of traffic haze at dinnertime on a Tuesday. They'll go home to bake a chicken, toss butter on baby carrots, and fall asleep wound around one another as if they never intend to let go.
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